Kagome and Inu-Yasha are late, so Miroku, Shippo and Sango, being the wonderful friends they are- go look for them. Well. They find the pair- But what exactly are they DOING back there in the bushes? IK, MS

Warning: I usual write fanfics on the computer downstairs, but I'm writing
this one on my laptop in my room so no one can watch me turn red and burst
into embarrassed giggles. ^_~

That alone says a lot, ne? XD

Anyway, please enjoy!

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"Where could they be?" Sango questioned, a worried look on her face as she,
the monk, and the kitsune walked through the woods, towards the dry well.
"Inu-Yasha was supposed to bring Kagome back an hour ago. . ."

"I'm sure they're just having some quality time together," Miroku smiled in
reassurance. "But you know. . ." he continued slowly. "We could have some
quality time, too. . ."

"Don't even THINK it," the exterminator snarled, whapping the man's hand
away from her rear before he'd even brushed her.

"I think I smell them a little ways from here," Shippo commented, oblivious
to the pairs antics as he pointed towards one of the thicker parts of the
forest.

"Really?" the magenta eyed female blinked. "Odd place for them to go, but
let's check it out."

"*I* can think of what they might be doing back there," the monk snickered,
earning a boomerang over the head.

"He'll never learn. . ." the kitsune sighed, hopping upon Sango's shoulder
as they all walked off in the indicated direction.

*

"Do you still smell them?" Miroku- who was nursing a large lump on the
noggin- asked a few minutes of fruitless search later, looking around at
the clearing they'd just entered.

"Yeah, they should be-" Shippo began, but cut himself off as a rustling
sound echoed from their far right.

Someone was hiding behind the large, human-sized bushes and brambles and
inside the thick forest.

Or two someones. . .

"I think it's them," Shippo blinked.

"They don't seem to have noticed us," Sango commented as familiar voices
began tumbling from the greenery.

"We're down wind," the kitsune explained quietly, rather curious as to what
the hidden pair was talking about.

Miroku's face slowly grew into a large, perverted grin. "Gee, I wonder why
they're hidden in the brush in the middle of the woo-"

But he was silenced by the exterminator and the young demon clasping their
hands over his mouth.

"Are you sure this is a good place?" Kagome's voice questioned, unsure.
"We've tried here before. The fields in the north are better for-"

"No- Shippo-!" Sango began, but shut herself up as the kitsune bolted into
the woods.

"Hey! Shippo-chan!" Kagome happily cried a few moments later, proclaiming
that- indeed- the kitsune had barged in to- - - whatever they were up to.

"Hiya, Kagome-chan! Oh! So *this* is what you guys are doing!"

"Yeah," the girl replied cheerfully. "You wanna join in?"

"Sure!"

"Keh!"

"Oh, come on, Inu-Yasha! The more the merrier!"

"Whatever."

Miroku, who was now looking more surprised then amused, glanced at Sango
and blinked.

However, the exterminator didn't see this- she was too wrapped up in
banging her fist to her head, grumbling about bad, Miroku-worthy thoughts.

"Well, let's not waste any time!" Kagome giggled as the three emerged from
the woods- walking into the clearing-

Right in front of Sango and Miroku.

The two small groups blinked as their eyes fell upon one another.

"Sango-chan! Miroku-sama!" Kag finally beamed, adjusting the basket full of
fruit in her arms. "How long have you two been here?"

"Er- just long enough to know where you're going," Sango replied quickly,
her face still a bright shade of maroon as she clasped her hand over
Miroku's mouth to keep him from replying.

"Oh! Well then, do you want to come, too?" the ebony haired girl asked,
cocking her head as Inu-Yasha brushed some dirt off his pants, muttering
about stupid burs.

The exterminator exchanged a wide-eyed look with the monk.

"Nowedon'tthanks!" Sango screamed, grabbing Miroku by the arm and racing
out of the clearing with him, an almost comical cloud of dust at their
heals.

Kagome, Inu-Yasha, and Shippo all blinked.

"Weird," the kitsune murmured, taking a lemon from Kagome's basket and
slicing it in two with his small claws, handing half to the girl and
keeping half for himself.

"You said it," Kagome nodded, taking the fruit and eating a bit of it-
puckering as she did so.

Then she laughed and smiled at Inu-Yasha. "Mmm, tastes like a lemon."

"Gee, I wonder why," the hanyou rolled his eyes. "Now come on. If we wanna
make it to the fields by night fall to gather more fruit, we'll have to
hurry."

He glanced over his shoulder, down the path Sango and Miroku had used to
escape.

"I wonder where they rushed off to."

"Dunno," Kagome shrugged.

"Maybe they went fruit-picking, too!" Shippo suggested.

Inu-Yasha snickered, playing with a large, lumpy lemon-looking fruit in his
hands. A little bit of it was missing, as if it had been sliced off. "With
Miroku around? I doubt they'll be picking fruit. More like planting fruit
if you know what I mean."

"Inu-Yasha!" Kagome gasped, glaring at the hanyou as he snickered. "That
was entirely inappropriate!"

"I don't get it!" the kitsune complained.

"Just for that," Kag smirked, holding out her hand as the little boy on her
shoulder continued to contemplate the meaning of Inu-Yasha's previous
statement, "I get to hold it for a while!"

"No!" Inu-Yasha frowned, clutching the fruit-thing. "Mine!"

"Can't you share?"

"No!"

"I just want to hold it for a while!"

"You wouldn't carry it in your basket, earlier!"

"That's different!"

"Why?!"

"Uh- 'Cause I say so!"

Shippo sighed as they continued quarreling.

'I wish they'd just admit they like each other.'

He glanced dryly up at the pair, who was now having a small cat-fight for
the lemon.

'But I doubt they ever will.'

Sighing, the kitsune leapt off Kagome's shoulder and ran a little way
ahead.

*

As soon as Shippo left earshot, the couple ceased their battle, grinning at
one another.

"You know," Inu-Yasha whispered, winking at the girl next to him as he slid
his hand into her's. "The fields are also good for things other then
picking fruit. . ."

Blushing, Kagome giggled and kissed him teasingly.

"Mmm," he smirked, gently nuzzling her neck. "Tastes like a lemon."

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Hope you enjoyed!

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Ja ne!

*Note: Just a note to say that I am aware that lemons don't really grow in
Japan. At least. . . I'm pretty sure they don't. . . ^_^;

Oh well, whatever, just thought I'd tell ya. ^_~

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